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Post by moonglum on Jun 5, 2007 12:51:59 GMT -6
I dont know where people get this idea that the the Brits only like warm beer. I cant think of anyone who likes it warm. True, there was a time when that may have been the case over here, but then Queen Victoria was born and we've never looked back!
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Post by Mini Mia on Jun 5, 2007 16:55:44 GMT -6
Most likely it was learned from TV & movies.
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Post by Phalon on Jun 6, 2007 6:18:59 GMT -6
Hhhmmm...could be a fabrication propagated by the media, though I could swear the ale was served warm last time I visited England, (at least a decade past). This was the time, though, that the barkeep told me that the light ale that I ordered was only reserved for "the weak and feeble".
Possibly, my misconception came from leaving the the dark ale sit in the glass too long and it grew warm while I tried to down it slowly and not end up under the table. Or maybe I slugged it down too quickly, ended up under the table, and my memory of the event is muddled.
I am the weak and feeble when it comes to drinking beer; a lightweight who should stick to light beer.
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Post by moonglum on Jun 6, 2007 12:13:18 GMT -6
The darker heavier beers have traditionally never been served chilled over here. Nowadays though they are served chilled, and for as long as I can remember, lagers and lighter ales have always been served chilled. It's the power of advertising I think. Cold beers have always been advertised against a tropical or at least warm climate, and nobody could ever accuse Britain of being warm, let alone tropical. So I think it's generally been assumed that we dont drink cold drinks, we like a nice cup of hot tea. Lol, you dont see many lager-louts asking for warm tea on a saturday night!
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Post by katina2nd on Jun 7, 2007 23:45:23 GMT -6
The darker heavier beers have traditionally never been served chilled over here. Think that's where I got the idea from, thought all beer was served at something like room temperature, or at least not chilled. I soon got straightened out when I mentioned something along those lines a while back and Xena Virgin [ where is she by the way ] promptly let me know that such was not the case.
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Post by Phalon on Jul 29, 2007 22:47:32 GMT -6
It was hot today, and when I got home from work I felt like a beer. Ok, I didn't actually feel like a beer, but felt like drinking a beer. Went to the 'fridge, and the 'fridge was bare. No beer in the fridge, but we have plenty in the basement - the beer that Hubs is brewing, and it is still fermenting down in those deep, dark depths.
So I thought I'd walk to the corner store and get a beer. So I walked to the corner store to get a beer.
(Why is this sounding like a really bad intro to an even worse song)
Walked the block to the store, and realized I didn't have my I.D, and thought, "I oughta have my I.D. - what if I get carded?" So I walked back home, grabbed my driver's license, and walked back out again.
(Warning: This could be a really bad intro to an even worse song)
One block to the corner store, where I got the beer out of the case, walked up to the corner, and did not even get asked to show my I.D. proving I was at least twenty-one. Damn!
So walked an extra block to get my beer from the Middle Eastern Man who owns the store for nothin'.
(Here it comes.....)
One Turban, One Block, for one Beeeee-eeeer.
(ok, that was really bad, but it was what I was singing to myself on the walk home from the store. I really needed that beer, it seems.)
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Post by Mini Mia on Jul 30, 2007 15:27:39 GMT -6
Heatstroke?
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Post by Phalon on Feb 2, 2008 19:30:59 GMT -6
Hubs has brewed a couple batches of beer, since that first batch we got him for Father's Day last year. All batches have been the same - Cooper's Australian pale ale. Really good stuff, and though I'm not much of a beer drinker, it has changed my preferences. No longer does (gasp! for all of you who do not consider the following to be even something remotely resembling beer), Bud Light satisfy my one-or-two-beer-a-week taste for the stuff.
While between batches of Hubs' stuff, I found a brand I really like. Local stuff. Xena Sista's Hubs has drank it for years, but a darker variety than what another friend's Hubs turned me onto it last summer. Bell's Beer Amber Ale. Good stuff.
Great label. Sometimes interesting reads come from the most unexpected places.
"Wow. Someone who reads six packs. Serious research. And now you want some rational reasons to take a six of Bell's home. We can do that. Compared to most beers, Bells' uses boatloads more hops and malted barley. And not only do we put more in, we leave it there. Bell's brews are unfiltered and bottled conditioned. So you get all the sturm and drang novice beer drinkers would sprain a taste bud on. Bell's beers. Proof that drinking and thinking are not mutually exclusive."
I've never sprained a taste bud that I'm aware of, but neither do I know what are "sturmt and drang". So, of course, I had to look it up since it seems I now have it, and got it from my beer.
Sturm and Drang: (German lit., storm and stress) 1. a late 18th century German literary movement characterized by works containing rousing action and high emotionalism that often deal with the individual's revolt against society. 2. Turmoil.
So my beer is rousing; it's highly emotional. It's revolting! It's full of turmoil, and I can feel a sturm a brewin'.
Drang it!
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Post by Siren on Mar 24, 2008 18:24:25 GMT -6
Maybe this should go in the "The best.../The worst..." category, gang, but what is the worst beer you've ever had? We had an entertaining conversation on this subject at work. The results? My boss, Bill, said it was Lone Star, brewed in Texas. My friend Patti says it's Milwaukee's Best. Reid, the guy down the hall, says it's Black Cat. My BIL says it's Pearl, also brewed in Texas, his home state. He says his grandma never understood why people drink beer. She called it (phonetic spelling) "meows de cheevo" - "goat's pee". Lol!
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Post by Siren on Mar 24, 2008 18:30:03 GMT -6
Warm Ale, perish the thought Lady P, gotta be cold enough to chill your insides no matter what the weathers like, nothing like standing down at the footy with the temperature hovering around the zero mark and a wind chill factor of about one hundred while clutching an icy cold tinnie in your frozen hand. Just so you know, kat, that made me laugh out loud!!
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Post by Phalon on Mar 26, 2008 23:51:43 GMT -6
Eeeew, Milwaukee's Best. When I first met Hubs, a friend of ours used to drink that....not because he liked the taste, but because it was cheap; $2.99 a six-pack or something.
Rolling Rock, brewed in Pennsylvania, I think is pretty nasty. I haven't had that in years; Dad, originally from Pennsylvania, used to drink one on occasion. Buying beer in Pennsylvania was a strange thing. I'm not sure if it is still this way; it's been about fifteen years since Hubs and I lived there, but you couldn't buy alcohol of any kind in regular stores. Beer is bought in bars as carryout. Liquor is bought in a "state store" - a liquor store run by the state, which does not carry beer.
I don't care for the flavored beers. A friend of ours has a brother who operates a micro-brewery in Texas. While visiting the summer before last, he brought a bunch of samples and our gathering turned into a beer tasting party. Chocolate beer and smoked beer were two I remember....bluck!
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